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Letra : Want Beef? 3.0
(Oh, yeah, Sam, that b*t*h right here go hard)
(Iceberg want a bag, b*t*h)
My brodie say he ain't coppin' no plea
He ain't livin' for sh*t, so he feelin' like f**k it
My n***as know that trap finna make us some money
I swear that my big brother love it
Packed the big body, we hop out the G Wagon thuggin'
Everybody with me clutchin'
Everybody who said I wouldn't be sh*t
Y'all the reason I learned about bluffin'
'Cause these n***as cap, for real
Yo' dawg will fed you, then do some sh*t behind your back, for real
It was times I feel like I wouldn't make it
Man, I don't think 'bout goin' back, for real
I ain't been feelin' the energy n***as been givin' me
I'm on my own sh*t
Tell my b*t*h to quit trippin', she hate when we argue
I tell her she act like my old b*t*h
Pop two ten's, I'm on my zone, n***as keep callin' and callin'
Y'all ain't tryna talk about sh*t, I can't answer the phone
My b*t*h don't understand that I be thinkin' that I'm doin' right
When I'm doin' her wrong
I was never taught and you gotta understand
N***as be focused on b*t*hes and rubbers
And never even popped a rubber band
We gon' bully the bully
'Cause I need respect where I step
You try play with my top, that's a bet
We got hoes on the section
And young n***as throwin' up sets
B*t*h, don't reach for my chain, that's a threat
I guess money make broke n***as hate you
I heard that I'm beefing with n***as that I ain't even met
Hit up her phone when I'm horny, she know what I'm on
'Cause she on same thing, ho, come give me some neck
I'm with some dope dealers and some cold killers
You try play, then they get out they body
I can not go with her, she a gold digger
Kick her out, make her wait in the lobby
I-I-I want all my brothers to have more than me
I remember her adorin' me, but I decline all her calls
So she got bored of me, I call her a throwaway
Roll up Runtz in the 'Wood, then I blow away
Stare at the ceilin', get lost in my thoughts
I don't think that this feelin' gon' go away
When it feel like you need to be heard
But you know that nobody hear you
And it feel out your body to talk somebody
So you don't even want people near you
I only know 'cause I been through it
But these n***as still tryna play like I'm stupid
Ain't no cap inside my rap, that's prolly why they love my music
We gon' bully the bully
'Cause I need respect where I step
You try play with my top, that's a bet
We got hoes on the section
And young n***as throwin' up sets
B*t*h, don't reach for my chain, that's a threat
I guess money make broke n***as hate you
I heard that I'm beefing with n***as that I ain't even met
Hit up her phone when I'm horny, she know what I'm on
'Cause she on same thing, ho, come give me some neck
(Iceberg want a bag, b*t*h)
My brodie say he ain't coppin' no plea
He ain't livin' for sh*t, so he feelin' like f**k it
My n***as know that trap finna make us some money
I swear that my big brother love it
Packed the big body, we hop out the G Wagon thuggin'
Everybody with me clutchin'
Everybody who said I wouldn't be sh*t
Y'all the reason I learned about bluffin'
'Cause these n***as cap, for real
Yo' dawg will fed you, then do some sh*t behind your back, for real
It was times I feel like I wouldn't make it
Man, I don't think 'bout goin' back, for real
I ain't been feelin' the energy n***as been givin' me
I'm on my own sh*t
Tell my b*t*h to quit trippin', she hate when we argue
I tell her she act like my old b*t*h
Pop two ten's, I'm on my zone, n***as keep callin' and callin'
Y'all ain't tryna talk about sh*t, I can't answer the phone
My b*t*h don't understand that I be thinkin' that I'm doin' right
When I'm doin' her wrong
I was never taught and you gotta understand
N***as be focused on b*t*hes and rubbers
And never even popped a rubber band
We gon' bully the bully
'Cause I need respect where I step
You try play with my top, that's a bet
We got hoes on the section
And young n***as throwin' up sets
B*t*h, don't reach for my chain, that's a threat
I guess money make broke n***as hate you
I heard that I'm beefing with n***as that I ain't even met
Hit up her phone when I'm horny, she know what I'm on
'Cause she on same thing, ho, come give me some neck
I'm with some dope dealers and some cold killers
You try play, then they get out they body
I can not go with her, she a gold digger
Kick her out, make her wait in the lobby
I-I-I want all my brothers to have more than me
I remember her adorin' me, but I decline all her calls
So she got bored of me, I call her a throwaway
Roll up Runtz in the 'Wood, then I blow away
Stare at the ceilin', get lost in my thoughts
I don't think that this feelin' gon' go away
When it feel like you need to be heard
But you know that nobody hear you
And it feel out your body to talk somebody
So you don't even want people near you
I only know 'cause I been through it
But these n***as still tryna play like I'm stupid
Ain't no cap inside my rap, that's prolly why they love my music
We gon' bully the bully
'Cause I need respect where I step
You try play with my top, that's a bet
We got hoes on the section
And young n***as throwin' up sets
B*t*h, don't reach for my chain, that's a threat
I guess money make broke n***as hate you
I heard that I'm beefing with n***as that I ain't even met
Hit up her phone when I'm horny, she know what I'm on
'Cause she on same thing, ho, come give me some neck
